Oh, this is brilliant. I love the eating motif and the visceral metaphors you make with it - eating words, eating "leftover good wishes". And I love the way you use language and imagery in grotesque, powerful, meaningful ways, like "the torn ligaments of eyes with perfect hindsight" or "don't tell my skin, but my mind is burnt too".

Very interesting, immediately I had to read the first line over again. It seemed to make so much sense without being bluntly open. The descriptions, the way you jump from one thought to another really kept interest. I liked the ending, and I really like the way this was written. Nice job. :)